Inside The Mind

Chapter 11

LAURIE

I managed to figure out who was who after talking to them for a little while. Annabelle the host, unaware of the personalities living inside of her using her body. She was soft spoken, scared and cautious of what she let me know. Annabelle also believed Sarah and Marie were two actual people instead of personalities inside her head.

Sarah was sophisticated and talked like it, she knew to much for the mind of a 17 year old. When she appeared Annabelle's eyes held knowledge and wisdom well beyond Annabelle's years. Her Voice was gentle and soothing in a way, she made me feel comfortable despite the critical situation that was unfolding before my eyes.

Marie, Oh she was fierce and the fighter. Her voice had a sultry Flirty tone to it, except when she yelled. When she yelled it sounded like the spawn of Satan has possessed this little girl and gives me chills everytime. She didn't Care about much other then getting her story to be heard.

"Now someone explain please, how you make Annabelle think she's doing something. Or not doing something. Example, her body out killing but she's snug in her bed".

"She dreams vivid things, we give her what to dream. Happy dreams of her father before he left. They are memories that are deep in her unconscious mind".

Sarah explained things in such detail it was like she was quoting from a book, some book I never heard or read.

"Right now we put in her mind we got caught too, and that she's listening to us confessing".

I know I looked confused because I was 100% confused and felt like I was the one out of my mind. "When did she develop these personalities, known as you and Marie". Sarah gave a small chuckle before giving me an answer, I liked her. I got my answers when I asked questions.

"We were developed...." she was cut off when Marie made an appearance, I knew it was her by the sound of fierceness in here voice.

"Annabelle told you, I knew you weren't listening you don't want to help". She spat the words at me as Sarah took over Annabelle's body again.

"Excuse her. Sometimes she doesn't know her place. We were developed at a young age, when her dad left she was very young and she thought we were just mere imaginary friends. We weren't as strong but getting stronger with time. When she was being sexually abused her imagination took over and we were there growing with her. But when she was raped it set her over the age and we became extremely real to her and we developed names and appearances to her".

"Why didn't one of you coax her into coming to the police station for help. Or guidance at school". After the question slipped past my lips I knew who was going to speak, the change in posture and the glaze that flashed through her eyes. Marie.

"And who would have believed this little girl, her mom beat her for saying such things. Honestly Ms.Daniels. Use your damn brain".

"You know I like you Marie and want to hear what you have to say".

"Find Annabelle help, I'll talk all you want".